The famous research scientist Stephen Glenn, who had made very important medical achievements. was being interviewed by a new  reporter asked Stephen Glenn so much more creative than other.

   He said that it all came  from an experience with his mother that happened when he was two years old. He tried to carry a bottle of milk form the refrigerator. But tried to carry a bottle of milk sprinkled all over the kitchen floor.
   When his mother came into the kitchen, instead of complaining about it ,she said , “Robert, what a of complaining about it ,she said, “Robert, what a great and wonderful mess you have made! Well, the terrible thing has already been done . Would you like to get down and play in the milk form a few minutes before we clean it up?”
   Indeed, he did. After a few minutes , his mother said ,”You know , Robert , whenever you make a mess like this , you have to clean it up . We could use a sponge or a towel. Which do you prefer?” He chose the sponge and together they cleaned up the milk.
   His mother. then said, “You know , what we have here is a failed experiment in how to carry a big milk bottle with two small hands .Let's go out in the back yard and fill the bottle with water and see if you can discover a way to carry it without dropping it “  The little boy learned that if he held the bottle at the op near the lip(容器的嘴)with both hands, he could carry it without dropping it What a wonderful lesson! At that moment he knew that he didn't need to be afraid to make mistakes and mistakes were just opportunities for learning something new.

    A young and successful man was driving down a street in his new Jaguar (捷豹汽车). He was going too fast. As his car passed, a brick (砖块) knocked into the Jaguar's side door. He was very angry and drove the car back to the place where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver jumped out of the car and stopped the nearest kid, shouting, "Who are you? What are you doing? That's a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do that?"

    The young boy was apologetic. "I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do," he said. "I threw the brick because no one else would stop."

    With tears dropping down his face, the young boy pointed to a place just around a parked car. "It's my brother," he said, "he fell out of his wheelchair (轮椅) and I can't lift him up."

    Crying, the boy asked the man, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me." Moved deeply, the driver hurriedly lifted the disabled boy into the wheelchair.

    "Thank you and God bless you," the thankful child told the man. And the man simply watched the little boy push his brother down the sidewalk toward their home.

    It was a long and slow walk back to the Jaguar. The dent (凹痕) was very noticeable, but the driver didn't want to repair the side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention.

    God speaks to our hearts every day. Sometimes when we don't have time to listen, he has to throw a brick at us.

    Norman Bethune was a famous Canadian doctor. In 1938, he came to China. Here is a story about him in China. It was October 20, 1939. Dr Bethune was busy working in a hospital. A man came and told Dr Bethune that he needed a lot of doctors. Immediately, Dr Bethune started out with some doctors. Dr Bethune took the wounded(受伤的) men into a small place and began to work. He went on working all the night. He had no time to think about taking a rest. The next day, a young man ran in and said to the doctors, "A few hundred enemy soldiers (敌兵）are coming." But Dr Bethune still went on with his work. Twenty minutes later, when Bethune was working on the leg of the last soldier, the guns (枪）sounded closer. Again the young man rushed in and told Dr Bethune not to work anymore. Dr Bethune, you must go now !" he cried. "Please go, Dr Bethune," said the wounded soldier himself. "Never mind, my boy. It won't take long," said Dr Bethune. "If I spend a few more minutes on it now, I. can save your leg. But if I don't, you'll lose it." The guns sounded even closer now, but Dr Bethune worked on. After he finished his work, he and other doctors left. As Bethune and the other doctors were climbing the hills, they could see the enemies going into the village.

    Gabriel Garcia Márquez ,who was awared the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1982，passed away at the age of 86 on April 17，2014. The world paused to remember the cultural giant.

    Garcia Márquez was born in Colombia, but he spent most of his adult life in Mexico City. As one of the most famous writers, he was widely regarded as "a giant of 20th-century literature". Garcia Márquez wrote in a style called "magical realism" In such works, people live a daily life in a certain period of time in history. But meanwhile, magical things happen to them.

    Garcia Márquez is best known for his 1967 novel, One Hundred Years of Solitude, which has sold about 50 million copies. It tells the tale of the small and isolated town of Macondo which was separated from the outside world –of its founding and its troubled history over a hundred years. The story is a metaphor for the development of Colombia since the 19century. As Colombian President Juan Manuel Santons said, Garcia Márquez wrote about "the very essence of the Latin American beings ".

    One Thursday afternoon, when I was in Grade 9, a new boy came into my classroom. He was short and thin. He walked up to the teacher and told her, very seriously, that he was new. His name was Christian. He sat down, took a look at me, and then looked away. I didn't think he was very nice and I was sure he wasn't the type I would like to make friends with.

    During that year, I didn't talk to him much, but he smiled at me when our eyes met, always shyly. He never ate lunch with anybody, and he never talked to anybody but me.

    But one day I joined those unkind kids who were making fun of him. We made fun of him though I thought it was wrong.

    "Haven't you got any friends?" a kid asked Christian, who had walked past us alone, with his head down.

    "No, he hasn't got any friends. He's too stupid and shy," I said. Then Christian looked up at me with the saddest dog eyes I had ever seen. I felt very sorry at that moment.

    That night, I couldn't sleep because I couldn't get Christian's face out of my mind. In the weeks that followed, be never met my eyes, in class and never smiled at me, It was really hard for me to decide to write him a note asking him. to forgive(原谅) me. But I thought I should.

    The next day in class, I wrote him a note telling him how sorry I felt. About five minutes later, I turned and saw tears in his eyes. "You will never realize what your apology(道歉) has meant to me, Jimmy," he said to me. "I hope we can become friends."

    We had lunch together that noon and we had the best talk I had ever had. Over the years at high school, we were close friends.

    When I think back, I realize that, if I had not apologized, I would never have known what a lovely person Christian was.

    Apologies can really change your life, so never miss the chance to tell somebody you are sorry.